I rolled over to get some sleep. It must have been about 1:40 am when I heard my phone chirp with the notification of a new text. Who the fuck? I won...ered, more annoyed than anything that they woke me up. I looked at my phone. It was a number I didn’t recognize. Since the few people I knew and stayed in touch with were saved in my contacts by name, I assumed it was a wrong number and I rolled back over. Less than thirty seconds later I was notified of a text again. A different unknown number,. "Good. I need this right now so much I can't tell you," she said as she pulled his head to her sex."Don't stop, don't stop," she called."I want you to think about one think before you call her," she said."Not that. I want you to think if she being out there where women are different, didn't influence her thinking for a little while."He nodded.Dorothy handed him the phone.He called, "Mrs. Wallingford, it's Howie. May I speak with Brooke?"Her mother said, "I should pretend you never called or. Suddenly the door flew open and Mike came rushing in, unzipping his fly, and looking intent on having a pee himself. He didn't register me sitting there for a few seconds and I was too surprised to move. The sight of his mother, perched there with her legs wide, pissing strongly, highly embarrassed him when he did notice me. He instantly turned bright red and began to stutter out an explanation and an apology."I...I'm... s...sorry, I didn't know you were in here, and I'm desperate."I noticed. She paid him and asked him to come back in about 40 days.On the 40th day, the old barber came to reshave bhabi. This time stepmom went first and asked to shave her underarms. The old barber put foam on her armpits and started shaving. Bhabi caught me rubbing my cock and snickered at me. I asked her why she refused to come when she liked the head shave.“So that you can hold my hand,” she said, winking at me. For the first time, I noticed that she had heart-shaped lips that didn’t need lipstick.